Connor's Compulsion Chapter 15
Connor's Compulsion – Chapter 15 – A Compulsion Realized [Caution: Extreme Scat]
In this story sexual situations are depicted involving underage boys which are very graphic and extreme. If you're under the age of 18, or the material is offensive to you, or is illegal in your locale, stop now and read no further. You have been warned.
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In this chapter Connor aggressively pursues his craving for extremely raunchy sex with DeAndre. Advisory: If you're scat-shy you'll definitely want to skip this chapter. Now, let's watch young Connor go to the depths of depravity:
The innocent-looking blonde angel was already thinking about how they could do it again.
No one – not his friends, his teachers, and certainly not his mother – would have believed that this most beautiful example of boyhood was eagerly submitting to such extreme sexual degradation, and at barely 13 years of age. Connor himself could never have imagined that he would actually want someone to shit in his mouth – let alone a delinquent black boy.
As it happened Connor's next nasty experience wasn't so hard to arrange after all. On the following Tuesday morning his mom was getting breakfast on the table when she offhandedly said, "I wanted let you know that I have a meeting in Boston next weekend. I'm really sorry, but the client can only do it on Saturday, so I have to go."
Connor nodded passively and asked, "When do you have to go?"
"I'm booked on a flight leaving Saturday morning at 8:00," she explained, "I'll have to get an early start. The meeting will probably run late, so I'll be staying overnight. Will you be OK with that?" Connor nodded, trying to keep a straight face, and she went on, "I'm sorry son. I'm really hoping I can get caught up on this case, and not have these weekend commitments."
"So, when will you be home?" the boy asked passively, already considering the possibility of hooking up with DeAndre.
"Well," his mother said, "The best flight I could get so last-minute arrives back here at 3:00 on Sunday afternoon. I know it's not great, but it's the best I could do."
"Don't worry about it, Mom, I'll be fine. I can just stay around home `til you get back. No problem," Connor smiled sincerely, and patted her arm.
Later that morning at school the boy anxiously looked for DeAndre. When he finally spotted him with a bunch of other black kids he motioned him to follow. In front of their favorite boys bathroom DeAndre caught up with his blonde sex toy. "Listen," Connor whispered, "My Mom will be out of town this weekend. You could come over and spend the night." The black teen protested, but Connor went on trying to convince him. "Look, if I can wear a hoodie and ride my bike to that motel, why couldn't you do the same, only come to my house?"
"I tol you. If the cops saw me over where you live they'd be all ova me. I don't wanna git shot," DeAndre argued. Time was short, and Connor had to get to his next class, so they agreed to talk in their favorite boys bathroom right after the last classes, "Maybe you could give me a little blowjob while we're at it," DeAndre said in a low voice.
A couple of black kids were in the bathroom when DeAndre showed up, but after a menacing look from the notorious bully, they hurried out. Connor arrived breathless, his silky blond hair hanging down over his eyes. After bending down to check to be sure no one was in any of the stalls, he blurted out, "If I can wear a hoodie and get into your `hood without being noticed, you can do it, too." It took a few minutes, but since both boys were hot to get together again for nasty sex, in the end they worked it out. The black teenager was reluctant to try the plan, but Connor was very persuasive.
On Friday morning Connor rode his bike to school and chained it to the racks. After school DeAndre would ride it to his own house, and Connor would take the short bus home. Then on Saturday morning the black teen would wear his gray hoodie and peddle over to Connor's house. They entered Connor's address into DeAndre's phone so he could use Google maps to find it.
Finally Saturday morning came, and Connor was, as planned, at home alone for almost the whole weekend. Though DeAndre wouldn't arrive until about 10 o'clock the young boy started pacing the floor like a caged tiger starting just after 9, constantly peeking out the kitchen window. DeAndre knew to ride the bike around to the back of the house, and come in the kitchen door. "Fuck," the blond boy muttered to himself, "I bet that black son-of-a-bitch won't show up." He was just finishing his second Toaster Strudel when he heard a faint clatter outside.
Connor yanked open the door, and there he was – all sweaty from riding so far in a hot sweatshirt. "Day-umm, boy," the big black teenager growled, "you said it wad'n all that far." The younger boy grabbed a Coke from the fridge and handed it to DeAndre, hoping to please him, and apologized for the hot bike ride. The older boy looked around, evidently impressed, and wandered into the dining room. "Sheee-it," he said, "You must be rich." Connor explained that his mother made a lot of money, but he thought it best not to tell the black boy about her being a lawyer. Finishing his Coke DeAndre set the bottle down on the antique dining table and asked, "Aiiight, where we gonna do dis?"
Feeling very nervous Connor led the big teenager up the stairs to his private sanctuary. As soon as he walked into the room DeAndre flopped back on the bed, raised up on his elbows, and spread his legs wide, revealing his considerable bulge. "Suck my dick, Bitch," he commanded in his best bully snarl, "I know what you want, you little fag. You think you so high and mighty, but what you really want is nigger cock. Right?" The blond boy scrambled to unbutton the black boy's pants and yank the zipper down. There was no underwear, so the already-hard cock sprang out and bumped under Connor's chin. The kid breathed in the musky scent of the heavy black penis, and his own little dick began to stiffen. After tugging the pants down and tossing them on the floor, the pretty blond boy nuzzled the massive cock and low hanging balls, taking in the funky odor and licking up some of the oozing pre-cum. Wasting no time, Connor put his small hands under the black teen's knees and pushed so that the winking purplish-brown asshole was close to his face. The odor of stale piss and old shit wafted into his nose, intoxicating him. The boy dove in like he was in a pie-eating contest, lapping the sweaty funk with his nimble tongue, and planting his lips on the pucker.
Working his way up, the cute kid licked and kissed all over the black boy's hefty nut sack. One at a time he sucked the fat balls into his mouth and savored the sweaty, salty flavor. DeAndre reached down to cradle the blond head in his big hands as the boy worshipped his penis and testicles. His eyes closed in a private ecstasy, Connor rubbed his face with the throbbing cock shaft, smearing pre-cum across his downy cheeks. The innocent-looking blond child was lost in an over-sexed haze of pleasure as he made love to DeAndre's manhood.
Then he held the thick flesh column to his lips, sucked up the leaking pre-cum, and forced the black cock deep into his mouth, poised at the opening to his throat. The black teenager moaned and pushed the kid's head further down, feeling his plum-like cockhead slip into Connor's constricting throat until his kinky pubic hair looked like a moustache on the blond boy's upper lip. With the nine-inch cock lodged in this tight throat Connor's face was reddening from the effort, his eyes were watering, and his nose streamed mucus. Before blacking out from the lack of air, the young boy lifted his head off the shaft and sucked in a desperate breath.
DeAndre rolled over and stood up by the bed as he reached for the younger boy's slender body and lifted him as easily as a feather pillow. He pushed the kid onto the mattress face down and dragged his cute little ass to the edge of the bed. From behind he pushed the spit wet cock head against Connor's tiny asshole, and it entered with a sudden little snap. There was no stopping the assault – even though there was scant lubrication for fucking the boy. DeAndre didn't realize that his blond fuck-toy had not yet taken his morning shit, so his thick black shaft soon pushed into a mass of boy shit. It was all the lube he would need. The odor of rank feces filled the air, and they both understood right away what was happening. The young boy's poop began to squish out around the huge black cock plunging in and out of the tight asshole. Realizing that a tell-tale mess was about to happen, Connor wheezed, "Not here...bathroom." Getting the message, DeAndre reached around the younger boy's slim torso, pulled him tight against his body, and then lifted the kid up as if he was as light as a blow-up fuck doll, his long black cock still impaling the smooth white ass. DeAndre carried the helpless boy into the bathroom and, bending down, lowered him onto his hands and knees, the meaty cock still embedded in the kid's now messy ass. Leaning over the little boy, the black teenager resumed his fucking at a furious pace, not caring that boy shit was oozing out of the tight hole with every thrust. The air was filled with the odor of stinking excrement, but, rather than repulsing either boy, it seemed to heighten the sexual energy of both. Gobs of creamy shit plopped out around the black shaft and fell wetly onto the tile bathroom floor. Connor's blond head rested on his crossed wrists, and his slender ass seemed to reach up to meet the invading black dick. "Fuck meeee, DeAndre," the boy pleaded, "Keep fucking meeeee." This was turning out to be the nastiest fuck session ever, and both boys were loving it. Again and again the thick black cock plunged into the impossibly small ass, now coated with brown shit.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh," moaned DeAndre as his gut-wrenching climax grew closer. Then at the last instant, he pulled his pulsing cock out, roughly flipped Connor onto his back, and knee-walked over the quivering young boy until his shit-slimed dick dangled over the little blonde's mouth. It was a moment of indecision for Connor. Did he want to open his mouth to receive this filthy offering, or just let it gush over his face? Impulsively the beautiful blond boy opened his mouth wide just in time to catch the flood of jism jetting out of the throbbing black cock. Ropes of thick cum rocketed into the boy's waiting mouth, completely covering his tongue with a mass of lumpy semen. It flowed down into the kid's throat as more continued to shoot out. "Eat my nut, you little white fag!" DeAndre shouted, "Eat my nigger jizz. You know you love it!"
Going even further, Connor's lips closed around the still oozing cock, and he began to suck on the slimy shaft. A glistening rim of his own brown shit formed before his lips as he allowed the black column to probe deeper. The young boy was furiously jerking on his ivory white little spike as he performed this filthy act. Whether it was tasting his own feces, sucking the dick that had just been deep in his asshole, or the whole raunchy scene, no one could know; but whatever it was caused Connor's body to buck, and his slender hairless dick to pulse out his very first droplets of boy-cum.
Pushing the shit-slimed shaft further into the kid's mouth and throat, a mass of creamy boy-shit ringed the young boy's upper lip and chin. Slowly DeAndre eased his semi-hard dick out, and as he did it some of the soft shit oozed into Connor's mouth. The boy's perverse compulsion was now in full control, and he showed it by licking the chocolate pudding-like shit residue off his upper lip and swallowing it down. Now the black teenager rested his plum-size cockhead on the blond boy's tongue, and a thin stream of hot piss washed over it. Instinctively the young boy gulped down the first offering as the flow increased. Pinching off his pissing cock every few seconds he managed to feed the boy nearly all his bladder full of steamy urine, but there was just too much, and warm pee overflowed his small mouth and pooled under his head, wetting the corn-silk blonde hair. When the stream dwindled and stopped the lithe boy got up, belched loudly, and sat on the toilet to let the rest of the shit in his bowels plop noisily into the bowl. Connor looked like an impish blond angel hit by a chocolate cream pie.
As if waking from a dream they both realized that stinking shit was all over them and the bathroom floor as well. Connor almost slipped down as he stood up to survey the mess. Grinning, he said, "Well, fuck, I can't believe we did that!" Then the unpleasant part came – cleaning up the bathroom. As the younger boy mopped up the floor with wet towels, he chirped, "Hey, did you see? I shot my first cum! It was sooo cool." The black teen just grunted as he watched the boy continue to work. Connor was finishing up as DeAndre ducked into the shower. The blonde boy joined him for a minute or so to rinse off before taking the filthy towels down to the washing machine. When he came back upstairs, DeAndre was still languishing under the hot spray. Luckily Connor's shower was big enough for both boys to share. After a skin-shriveling time they figured they were as clean as could be, so they stepped out and used the last of the towels dry off. There was still the faint lingering odor of shit in the air, but all-in-all everything was nearly back to normal. Connor decided he would need to do some more cleaning and wash the towels before his mom got home.
The two of them were now a little awkward with each other – like shy kids on a date. "You feel like eating some lunch, or...?" Connor asked, not sure whether their appetites could be back to normal so quickly. "Or maybe we can play "Grand Theft Auto" or something..." Switching gears from "raunchy shit sex" to "two kids playing video games", they settled into a new zone. After a while they both realized that they were really hungry, so Connor led the way, and they raided the fridge for lunch. DeAndre wasn't quite so ill-at-ease after a little while, and he surprised his young friend by actually treating him decently as the usual bully persona faded a bit. But, despite the unplanned nasty sex session of the morning, Connor was thinking about the next part – and he was ready for it.
After lunch they went back to "Grand Theft Auto" and played on, killing time, until DeAndre felt ready to continue their nasty games. Connor asked timidly if the black teen was "ready now". "Hey, man," DeAndre barked, "I can't just say `aiiiight, shit now' and do it." As the afternoon wore on the boys plundered the kitchen again for more munchies. They went up to the upstairs boy-cave, and Connor pulled up some of his favorite porn to show DeAndre. The black boy was impressed with his little white friend's vast knowledge of the world of pornography. "Man, you one fucked up little dude, ain't chu?" he joked.
"Watch this," the blond imp said, as he clicked on a vintage piss movie called `Young Pissing Boys', "This is on lots of sites, but the good parts have been cut." The film showed a group of teenage boys, obviously European kids, around maybe 15 or 16 to 18 years old, supposedly `kidnap' a slender blond teen who bears a resemblance to a young Leonardo DiCaprio and drag him off to be abused. The boys end up in some kind of indoor spa where they pair up for sex. The blond captive is made to kneel while some of the other boys piss on him and in his mouth. One of the older teens takes their prisoner over to a tiled ledge, and lowers his smooth ass over the younger boy's face. The kid looks up, smiles eagerly, and nods his head as he licks the hairless anus hovering over him. Then he begins to probe the asshole with his fingers until a little bit of brown residue can be seen in the smooth hole and on his fingers, and licks more. He shamelessly sucks a finger clean, and looks up at the hairless asshole again. "Usually they cut out the next part, but I found this unedited version," Connor explained as the film continued. As the Leo look-alike focuses on the winking asshole, a brown button of shit appears and stays there a few seconds before suddenly expanding into a rope of soft shit that flows directly into the blond boy's open mouth. The film's director must have told the boy to show that he loved doing this nasty act because, with his mouth full and the turd sticking an inch or so out of his mouth the kid still smiles and nods his head enthusiastically. Some of the other boys get out of the pool to watch the lewd action. The blond kid seems momentarily distracted, and looks off to the side. Apparently the director is telling him he has to go through with it; and the blond captive begins swallowing the shit mass piled in his mouth with one turd end protruding. The close-up camera angle clearly shows his throat working to swallow the load. There is a short edit then, picking up again when the shit is mostly consumed. When the deed is done the Leo-kid grins, his teeth still caked with poop, nods enthusiastically, and licks his lips as if he's just finished eating a delicious dessert.
"Well, den," DeAndre muttered, "I guess you ain't the only fucked up white kid. I wonder how many pretty little white boys would like to eat my shit."
About an hour later the big teenager announced, "I can do it now. You ready?"
His heart fluttering, Connor took the black teen's meaty hand to guide him, and murmured in a quiet voice, "I wanna do it on my bed." To prepare for the epic kinky sex ahead the blond boy spread two SpongeBob SquarePants beach towels over the bed sheets. "Just in case..." he explained, smiling nervously. Then he crawled up, stretched out on his back, naked, and looked at DeAndre with an innocent expression on his cute face. His small white body was flawless – richly tanned unblemished skin, completely hairless except for the silky blond hair on his head, and a hard little spike of a dick angling up toward his face and wagging up and down slightly with each heartbeat.
If Connor had developed a compulsion to want the black boy's shit in his mouth, DeAndre had discovered that he loved defecating directly into the beautiful white kid's mouth just as fervently. The big black teenager climbed up and straddled the slender body facing the boy's cute bare feet. He got himself positioned so that his asshole was directly over Connor's face, and then lowered it so the boy's extended pink tongue made contact with his purplish pucker. The young kid was getting good at this. The sexy teenager loved the feeling of the boy's lips nipping at his soft asshole – the little tongue poking at the tight opening. Allowing his weight to press down on Connor's face a little more, he felt the slippery tongue push into the narrow passage and wiggle sensuously. Then the kid surprised him by locking his lips over the steamy pucker and actually sucking on it like a baby at his mother's tit.
Unexpectedly DeAndre farted right in the boy's mouth. The blond boy's cheeks puffed out, inflated by stinking gas, but some escaped. The stench was awful. The black teen began to laugh. "Yeah, you little ass sucker," he sneered, "Take my farts while you eat out my black ass. You know you love it. Yo queer dick sure does." It was true. The utter depravity kept the young boy's little dick as hard as a steel spike. Never mind that he was performing the filthiest act he would have ever possibly imagined just a few months earlier. Connor lapped at the swelling pucker. The pervasive smell was awful, but he was out of control, and there was no way he could stop now. He pushed his wiggling tongue forward harder, and finally penetrated the tight sphincter and deeper into DeAndre's quivering asshole. The black teen moaned as the younger boy's tongue probed his shit chute. The taste of feces was not yet overpowering, so the urge to gag was not hard to suppress. "So say it Bitch," the black teenager ordered, "You wanna to eat my black man shit or not?
Connor took his sucking lips away long enough to gasp, "Yesss, I want to eat your nigger shit."
DeAndre grinned wickedly, showing his very white teeth, clearly enjoying bullying the small blond boy, and muttered, "Don't call me a nigger, you little white ass sucker, or I'll fuck you up good." He lowered his gorgeous black ass right above the kid's mouth, and cut one last, sputtery fart. The dark shadowy asshole began to open up, and the blunt end of a massive misshapen shit log stretched the purplish ass lips obscenely before starting to escape slowly from the smooth chocolate brown ass. The black teenager was straining now, and the thick, lopsided lump of excrement curled off to one side as it emerged. Connor opened his mouth under the growing shit mass, and soon felt the firm crap bulling its way past his teeth and onto his tongue. The taste was horrendous, but once again his slender little dick was as hard as a steel spike. The shit ball was the consistency of chocolate fudge, not as soft and smooth as his last sampling had been.
"Go on, Toilet Boy," DeAndre grunted, "You love being my fucking toilet. Eat dat shit!" More of the abnormally thick turd forced its way out of his widening hole, and Connor could see that it looked like a column of shiny dark coffee beans all compressed together. The taste was bitter, coppery tasting, and absolutely foul. The younger boy managed to keep from gagging as he choked down the pasty, clay-like mouthful of rank shit, but it wasn't easy. Mushing up the shit mass with his tongue and gulping feverishly, the kid was soon eager to allow the rest of the almost black shit column into his mouth. It was just too much, and at least five inches of the shit log stuck straight out from between blond boy's distended lips. The hunky black teen rose, and turned around to look into the in younger boy's eyes. "Eat it shitface," he barked, "I wanna watch you chew on my hot dookie." Connor had no other choice, and so he slowly began to chew on the thick fecal column protruding from his mouth. As he tried to force more of the foul shit down, DeAndre sneered, "I got me a fuckin' hot idea. Suck on my turd like a big nigger dick." The blond kid reached up and grasped the firm turd with two fingers, and began to work it in and out of his mouth sensuously. "Jerk your queer dick while you're suckin' my turd. I wanna see you really get off on swallowin' my shit, and you betta not eat it all til after you cum, fag!"
Connor began to stroke his rock-hard little dick frantically. At barely thirteen years old the boy was becoming a dedicated shit eater, and he knew he could never go back to the way he was before. "Fuckin' hot," DeAndre laughed, "Jack that little dick, queer boy. I wanna see how much you love my shit." He continued to chew on the black boy's nasty shit while he kept beating off. With his other hand he held the rank shit column between his lips as he bit off pasty lumps to chew and swallow. Connor could tell he was getting close to cumming. He stroked his little stalk faster until, finally, his boygasm hit. He squirted about three or four little droplets of cum onto his stomach - all while swallowing the lumpy shit he had received straight from that beautiful black ass.
The sexy black boy's big cock stuck out over the cute face, and he began to masturbate in a frenzy. "Awww fuck," he gasped, "I'm gonna bust a nut right in your mouth." In response the blond kid stopped chewing and opened his shit filled mouth wide. The big teenager threw his head back and, despite the earlier intense sex session, was able to jet out several creamy blobs of cum directly on top of the shit still crammed into Connor's mouth. It looked like a cream topping on chocolate pudding.
"Good job, you little fag," said DeAndre , smirking, "You one fucked up little dude, ain't chu? Since you really do like eatin' my shit, swallow the rest of it with my jizz now." The blond kid closed his brilliant blue eyes and forced himself to finish, retching just a little and almost throwing up; but he managed to somehow keep it all down. To wrap up their sex games Connor asked DeAndre to squat on his face again so he could lick the black boy's pucker clean. He kissed and nipped at the bulging anus lovingly, licking it until there was no trace of shit. The two collapsed on the bed side-by-side to catch their breath and come down from an amazing sex high.
Connor liked the feel of the black body, warm against his skin; but after a few minutes DeAndre got up and began to get dressed. The blond kid asked him if he wanted to shower. "Nah," the black boy grinned, showing his gleaming white teeth, "My asshole can't get any cleaner." Unlike their earlier orgy, this one left nothing to clean up, not a trace. The younger boy padded into the bathroom and got into the shower, wanting to let the spray clean out his mouth. After brushing his teeth vigorously (twice), he went downstairs, gloriously naked, to find DeAndre. The black boy was wandering around, checking out the whole place, and he was struck with the realization that this was a world apart from his own. "Hey," he said quietly as the naked kid approached, "I wuz jus lookin' around. This is real nice." Connor thought he might have detected a guilty expression on the black boy's passive face, but he didn't say anything.
"It's getting late," Connor pointed out, "It'll be dark soon. You, uhh, could sleep over if you want to."
"Nah, I gotta get home. I don't wanna be ridin' on a bike around here after dark," DeAndre muttered. And without another word he walked to the door and slipped out into the evening shadows. Connor hurried to the front window so he could watch the hooded boy ride away. He fingered his little dick and thought to himself that he wished he could have recorded the whole day's raunchy fun to watch over and over again.
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